Sep 2011
When we are young
all paths are open to us.
Then as we age,
one by one
they close
until we are left
on the only path
that matters...
our own.
all paths are open to us.
Then as we age,
one by one
they close
until we are left
on the only path
that matters...
our own.
This was a line from my autobiography that continues to echo so I decided to rearrange it into verse.- From Poetry Jam (on Toast)
